Some Movies NOT to Watch...

It seems David and I have hit a streak of movies we probably would have been better off not watching.  That happens sometimes.  I guess you have to see some really rotten ones to appreciate the really good ones.  Anyway, I thought I'd let the two or three of you that read this blog know what not to watch.

There may be spoilers-which really is ok because you really don't need to watch either of these movies... I just had to be fair and warn you regardless.

First:  The Killer Inside Me (Internet Movie Database) (see this link for cast and plot summary)  Great cast.  Interesting story.  Horrible violence.  This movie really disturbed and upset me.  I can handle aliens popping out of chests, or most of anything Quentin Tarantino can throw at me.  The violence in this movie wasn't unlike what you would find in a Tarantino movie, but it was different.  It wasn't choc-a-block full of violence either, it was just a few scenes (and quick flashbacks).  I guess it was the subject matter.  The main male character beat two women to death and it was incredibly graphic and upsetting.  My poor David was just as shocked as I was, and was at a loss to deal with how it upset me.  If I could remove/edit those scenes I would actually recommend the movie.  The acting was good, the story was interesting.  But the movie in its current form is just too upsetting.

Second:  Life During Wartime (Internet Movie Database) (see this link for cast and plot summary)  Another movie that had a good cast.  The trailer looked like it was going to be a off-kilter comedy.  The movie ended up not being so funny.  It kind of drug on and on and on...and never really went anywhere.  (Drinking did not make it any better.  Seriously.)

So what have I been watching that I have actually enjoyed?  Well, let me tell you.  David and I got hooked on The Tudors, the Showtime series.  I'm kind of hooked on that time period and just finished reading The Tudor series by Philippa Gregory (she wrote "The Other Boleyn Girl").  I just get sucked into the different possibilities of what King Henry was like, and what the lives of his many many wives must have been like.

Ok.  I should get back to my list of things I want to get done around the house.  Just had to take a minute and say hello!

~Emily

FYI

If you schedule an appointment with your attorney-an appointment that you requested-you should really make sure you are clear about the date and time.  Just a thought, write it down even.  Otherwise, when you no-show, no-call, and completely blow it off... the staff is going to think you are a total ass.  And the staff never forgets.  NEVER.

~the Staff

You Just Know...

...the evening is going to be awesome when you come home at the end of the day with your arms full of stuff from the hot car to find presents from the cat.  And by presents I don't mean "ooo yay!" I mean gifts left for me by Linda Blair kitty.  So I follow the trail of puke from the living room, into the kitchen and around into the laundry room.  I put my dinner in the microwave, where it is just going to have to live for awhile.  I clean up the mess, thanking god most of it was on the non-carpeted flooring.  I carry out the bag of bio-harzad and hurry back into the cool house only to find the cat at the top of the stairs glaring down at me as if everything is my fault.  It's my fault she ate so much fur and made herself sick.  Maybe it's even my fault she has so much fur.  Who knows.  She is such a strange little cat.  She seriously gets strange when I clean the house, which I've been doing this week.  So, my one or two blog readers, in the future if you come to my house and it is dirty it is because that is how the cat likes it and she obviously runs the joint.

How Monday Night Went...

Well, it went into Tuesday morning.  I have learned that my imagination is really a terrible thing sometimes.  And I think everything in the house (including the cat) was screwing with my mind last night.  Every single crappy scary (and not scary) movie I have seen somehow found its way into my mind last night.  There was no rest for the wicked.

I decided to take advantage of my inability to sleep and watch some late night talk shows.  I used to love watching Letterman, so that is where I started last night.  I was incredibly disappointed when I found out who his guest was.  Of ALL the nights it figures it was the one night I was watching that this guest was on.  There are really only two people that would make me change the channel.  One is Billy Bell from this season of So You Think You Can Dance.  There is just something about that guy that gives me the willies.  I just can't stand him.  The other is...Nicholas Cage.  I hate Nicholas Cage.  So I had to go watch huge chin-fat head Leno.  Then I went and watched crappy Hallmark Channel movies.

I am hopeful that night will go better.  If all else fails it looks like I can watch a bunch of episodes of Gene Simmons Family Jewels.

Monday Monday

The house feels so empty when David is away.  But someone seems to relish in claiming new territory:

Me:  "Hey!  Do you belong there?!"

Puppy:  "I don't see how it's any of your business if I belong here or not!"

She is still there.  She may still be there when David gets home.  You just never know with here.  I'm working up the, hmm, what is the word I'm looking for.  I need to start vacuuming and I'm trying to get the get up and go to do it.  I'm just feeling blah today.  Buddy (Cake Boss) is making a dragon cake.  That is more my speed right now. :(

~Emily

Heirloom Rose Garden - June 12, 2010

David and I went and visited a rose garden in our area and had to share some pictures.  I did not write down any names, so you will just have to make up your own names for them. 

I shall call this one Marie!  Now you get the idea ;)

If It Comes Out of Your Dog...

it's your poop to pick up.  That should be LAW.  Well, it sort of is in our neighborhood rules.

So you are thinking "Whoa, where is this coming from?"  Well, let me tell you.

David and I are walking again and every morning I find myself having to dodge dog poop.  It's not just one random occurrence.  It's repeated and multiple.  Oh, and it's DISGUSTING.  I'm told by the rules in my CCR that I'm not supposed to let my cat out (and people are suppose to clean up after their dogs).  Puppy is strictly indoors.  She poops in a box that David or I clean.  She in no way poopulates the neighborhood.  Why is it no one else seems to follow these guidelines?  Really, I'm just tired of lazy people getting away with being lazy.  I'm tired of dodging poop.  People of Parkmeadow-If I see you with your dog, or I know who your dog is, and it poops without you picking it up I am going to say something.  That, or you will find a pile of poo on your porch....

end rant. ><

~Emily